• At the Guardian these days we talk of little else but the ice bucket challenge. As you will – or at least should – know, it began as a terrifically worthy fundraising initiative for various charities. If challenged, you either stump up $100 or have to pour a bucket of ice cold water over your head. All was fine until various self-publicising celebrities got in on the act. President Obama at least had the graciousness to stump up the dosh, but almost everyone else (and, yes, we mean you Lady Gaga) is treating it as an opportunity for a career boost. After taking the ice bucket challenge and posting a video of themselves doing it on social media, they proceed to nominate others by namedropping their celebrity friends and “humblebragging” about all their Hollywood film and television work. Chris Pratt’s challenge was particularly self-promoting: “I challenge my co-star from Everwood, Gregory Smith; my co-star from Parks and Recreation, Nick Offerman; and my co-star from Guardians of the Galaxy, Dave Bautista.” The only saving grace was his omission of the words, “Now playing at a theatre near you.”

• Don’t tell the Pope, or he really will decide to quit, but if you happen to be hiking along north-west Spain’s famous Way of St James to Santiago de Compostela this summer, look out for the shops offering pilgrims “Way of St James condoms”. The condoms (condónes or preservativos in Spanish, in case you happen to be passing that way) come in jaunty red and yellow single-serving packets, and the box features the silhouette of a (notably lone) hiker. It’s the perfect holiday impulse purchase, because nothing says “Catholic pilgrimage” like novelty prophylactics.

• For Britons who enjoy dressing up in red tunics, getting on a horse and watching their hounds tear foxes to bloody, twitching shreds, the past decade has been utter misery. But with an election imminent, the hunting fraternity reckon their moment has come. The Countryside Alliance’s executive chairman is proclaiming loudly that the Tories will lose half a million votes – mostly to Ukip – if they refuse to commit themselves to repealing the 2004 Hunting Act. We “want and expect” a pledge to reverse the act, he says, before adding that the countryside “deserves better”. Quite. There’s just one thing: isn’t Sir Barney White-Spunner just a little too obvious a name for a man keen on foxhunting?

• In awkward tweet news, abusive replies to a promoted tweet from the verified Twitter account of the Israeli prime minister are finally starting to die down. The tweet, which invited people to “Follow the prime minister of Israel for news and updates about Operation Protective Edge” has received more than 100 replies – remarkably few of them polite. No one, though, asked the most pressing question – who on earth would follow a prime minister for news? Twitter also came under fire for accepting payment for the tweet, but declined to reveal how much @IsraeliPM paid for his sustained week of abuse.

• The architect Cameron Sinclair has introduced an “award” for those people who design bad buildings. “In the past decade we have seen an explosion of honours and awards for the most innovative and forward-thinking solutions,” he writes on the Dead Prize website. “Yet no one recognises the projects that have caused harm to the environment – designs that are helping shorten our existence on this planet. Let’s recognise the bad, honour the failures and hopefully do something to rectify these designs against humanity.” It could do for architecture what the Bad Sex award has done for English literature.

• If, perchance, you Googled the bakery Greggs today you may have noticed that the tagline on its logo had been changed to “Greggs – Providing shit to scum for over 70 years”. Greggs says the culprit is not a disgruntled employee, but Google itself. The image, they say, is from a Google+ account, and Google linked the parody picture with the real company in search results. Who said the internet had killed satire?